Danny Phantom Technus Novels & Stories

I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning. Eren puts on his matte black integral helmet and springs one leg to the other side of his seat to sit on it. I admire him as he starts the mammoth machine, revving it a few times till it backfires a blue smoky light, causing a fractious pulsating sound. I must admit, Eren is a sexy badass on that monster.

He wanted that guy to know his place, and realize how absurd his thoughts were. He wanted Fane to realize how large the gap between them was. Dan's technique was called Golden Meteor. It was a lower ultimate god rank technique. He was already at the second stage of the technique, and his mastery of the metal attribute was already incredibly strong. That was why Dan was so confident. A golden glow circulated his hands then he let out a shout, and the metal energy circulated wildly around his body. After a few moments, the black and golden energies clashed in the air. A cyclone formed as the energies faced each other, wanting to swallow the other at any moment.

“I was shocked, maybe Ivan went through something terrible, even other people he didn't fully trust. Our personalities are very different, yet we've been friends for 10 years." Nolan laughed, remembering the past rebelling with Ivan, which he missed. As Jennifer could tell, Nolan was as good to Ivan as his brother. “Ivan is really talented, with only two empty hands, he has gradually become the person who has the power to control all life in the dark world. His ability is both a powerful weapon and something that many people enviously want to destroy. “In his world, there was only my shadow, so it was very lonely. Jennifer, if you've entered his world, go through it with him, don't leave him

"Try not to start any wars. We just cleaned up from last year." The main deck held perhaps two hundred people, human and supernatural criminals whose combined activities shaped global underground. Elena recognized handles from legendary exploits. Reaper, who'd crashed three stock markets simultaneously. Banshee, whose malware infected every military satellite. Eclipse, the shapeshifter who'd impersonated seven world leaders. "Fresh meat," someone growled behind her. "PhantomByte thinks Geneva makes them player." Elena turned slowly, finding a massive werewolf whose scarred face suggested violent history. His handle…Fang, was known for eliminating competition permanently.

she promised. Lana stood back, shaking her head. “You don’t know Danny." “I know he is a vile, abusive man who belongs in prison. Xyrus is a good guy. Hell, he’s a damn superhero in my book after what he did in there.” Lana smiled. “He is a good man. He doesn’t deserve this. Danny is my problem. I brought him into Xyrus's life and now look at what it’s costing him.” “Tina! Lana!” a male voice shouted.

Black as midnight. A phantom.

Transforming back to monstrosity, I howled as a go signal and we dashed forward, determine to win this battle. Dana leaped towards me and we both collided in the air before landing back to the surface in a split second. Our pack tried their best to push back our enemies as Gwen and Cayde ran ahead of us along with Enzo. As the light slowly travelled away from us, I looked over my shoulder, seeing Dana with a smirk on her face, one of her arms was partially shifted into a monstrous form. I gritted my teeth when I realized that she managed to scratch me on my shoulder. But that confirmed it, she was no hybrid but she was stronger than any of her underlings. That was expected of the foundation

Smooth and thick, soft and mocking. “Don’t,” the black wolf glared at it. “Okay!” The white one raised a paw in mock surrender. “That’s Blake,” Dante said, gesturing toward the white wolf. “My Zeta.” Beta is Adolphus. Zeta is Blake. Weird titles. Beta-Zeta. Sounds like some Greek alphabet mafia. I figured it meant they were his right-hand... wolves? Blake bowed to me, which felt surreal. “They’re my most trusted,” Dante added, his eyes boring into mine. “They won’t harm you.”

"Don't be stupid, he's the Don of the Hale family! He might be carrying a gun!" Indignant, Damian peeled off his shirt, lifted his arms, and flexed his biceps. "So what? I work out every day, I've got muscle too!" I covered my mouth, giggling. Turned out there were eight-pack abs hidden under that baggy T-shirt. [is this the right character profile? how does a tech nerd have a body like this?] [ladies! I almost licked those abs right through my screen!] [sexy brain plus a sexy body, who's supposed to survive that?]

So the question was… How did he get in? “I'm not imagining this, am I, Z?” Danny's voice came through my earpiece. “No. You're seeing exactly what I'm seeing, Dan. That's Reins Eiser.” “I'm going after him.” “Z, don't do anything reckless!” Danny's warning echoed through the earpiece, but this time I barely heard him. I fell into step behind Eiser. He wasn't alone. Two men walked beside him. One looked slightly older, while the other was someone I recognized immediately—Reins Eiser's personal assistant, Reynald Tucker. I met him at the bar that night.